Making it to Midnight (Unsupervised)

Recently I've found that Midnight is proving so very hard to get to nowadays, like a chocolate donut dangling on the end of a spindly branch, swaying in a gentle breeze, tantalisingly out of reach, mocking us with its 'O' of intrigue.

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40 Years of Bemusement

My name is Matt, a very average man hurtling uncontrollably towards middle age with a busted sat-nav, desperately scrabbling to unearth the speckles of sense from all the nonsense.

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